.. It was your typical day on the job. Leaky faucet. Slow copier. (Out of toner, figures.) I was consulting with a client of mine, when he said something that startled me, startled me a lot. |
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| It says here that you're actually a priest. | |
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I had always suspected as much, and I decided that the best way to handle things was to lie. |
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| Oh, no. I'm not a priest. I've never been interested in becoming a priest. The papers are wrong. Dead wrong. | |
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The next day, things were a little more difficult to explain, but I think I fooled him in the end. |
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| It's casual friday. | |
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